Sunday, July 1, 2012

They are here.

They are all here boy hearts being pulled in exactly four directions. My sprit is being pulled away from each of them, individually. I feel very black. Not one of my darknesses though. But rather, a mix of different colors and substances leading go a shade of black, but not a born black at all. He's playing soma. My body is breaking away but my soul is running. This is very intense and cold and warming and scary and sick and dreadful dreadful deadly loving.

And I want to pee

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